Quotes About Jeanette Winterson

Life cannot be calculated. That's the big mistake our civilization made. We never accepted that randomness is not a mistake in the equation -- it is part of the equation.

In the heat of her hands I thought, This is the campfire that mocks the sun.

It's the cliches that cause the trouble. A precise emotion seeks a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise than how should I call it love?

The unknownness of my needs frightens me. I do not know how huge they are, or how high they are, I only know that they are not being met.

The grey city and its lost hearts force its way between myself and my healing.

People have never had a problem disposing of the past when it gets too difficult. Flesh will burn, photos will burn, and memory, what is that?

The rebellion of art is a daily rebellion against the state of living death routinely called real life.

The asynarte city; two rhythms unconnected, profanity, holiness, and out of that strange bed, art.

what the church calls love is actually psychosis and (...) what makes life difficult for homosexuals is not their perversity but other people's.

Homelessness is illegal. In my city no one is homeless although there are an increasing number of criminals living on the street. It was smart to turn an abandones class into a criminal class, sometimes people feel sorry for the down and outs, they never feel sorry for criminals, it has been a great stabilizer.

Witchery popery popery witchery – all the same thing.

Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse. I'm surprised at myself talking in this way.

She was her own Enigma Code and me and my dad were not Bletchley Park.

We are a lukewarm people and our longing for freedom is our longing for love. If we had the courage to love we would not so value these acts of war.